American Sentences in the Rain

writing in north norfolk

My first time in New York, by the Hudson, under a black umbrella.
So much rain, waterlogged shoes, and Miss Liberty draped in cloud and fog.
Open umbrellas in an open-topped bus, watercolour city.
Dodging puddles on Fifth Avenue, we found shelter under awnings.
New York dripping in my ears, American sentences in the rain.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

American Sentences in the RainIt was fifteen years ago, so I had to use an image found on Pinterest.

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Sunday Mini Challenge Micro Poetry ~ Streetlight Rain

Today is the day we put the ‘mini’’ back into the Sunday Mini-Challenge and return to the option of form poetry. The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but we may write in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence). We can choose our own…

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